Harry's POV

I can't help but steal glances at Lana while she turns around in her seat talking to Brooke and Eleanor. She looks amazing. I'm glad I decided to drive. I can't drink then, and I'll have an easier time controlling myself and looking out for her. If the party is at this guy Louis' house, Josh will definitely be there. I feel myself frown involuntarily. I really didn't like the idea of Lana getting drunk again while he's around. We aren't together, so I have no right to keep her from anyone, do I? Even still, I feel very protective of her. Like she's mine.

I pull up to the house to find not too many people have gotten there yet. I hear Eleanor squeal in delight as she opens her door and practically runs to the front door. Louis opens it before she gets there and runs to meet her, picking her up and kissing her. I roll my eyes at how cheesy it is, but I find myself wishing I could be like that with Lana in front of everyone. I look at her to see her sitting with her door open, also watching Louis and El. I touch her cheek lightly, pulling her out of her thoughts and she smiles at me. My heart literally skips a beat. How corny can I get? She gets out of the car and I do the same. We walk up to Eleanor and Louis, who is now hugging Brooke to say hi. He does the same to Lana, then looks at me.

"Harry right?" he asks, extending his right hand. I take it and shake it firmly.

"That's me." I feel Lana stiffen beside me, nervous about the interaction.

"I'm Louis," he says, putting his arm around Eleanor. "Sorry about the other night. Josh usually isn't that much of an ass. But, I don't have a problem with you mate. LangLang over here is like a little sister to me, so I think you and I should be friends, yea?"

I'm a little shocked at his speech and look at Lana, who's beaming at Louis. She looks at me and nods slightly, urging me to answer. I look back at Louis. "Yea, sounds good. Thanks, mate."

"Alright, let's go inside! There's not too many people here yet, so it's pretty quiet in there," Louis says, pulling Eleanor by the hand and leading us into his house. I put my hand on the small of Lana's back, putting her slightly in front of me and following her inside. I shut the door and follow the girls into the kitchen, now laughing hysterically at Louis. He was a nice guy, I had to admit. I think he and I could actually be friends. Having a friend here might not be such a bad idea. I look around, noticing Josh isn't here. I breathe a sigh of relief and turn my attention to Louis, now teasing Brooke. Seems like these people have known each other forever. I envy how close they all are. I lean against the counter, pulling Lana close to me and slinging my arm over her shoulder. I think I could get used to this.

Lana's POV

I lean into Harry, loving how comfortable we are around each other. Louis continues to entertain everyone as he makes drinks for us girls. He hands them to each of us, but i quickly put mine down, trying to control my laughter first. El wraps her hands around his waist, leaning into him while laughing. Brooke is bending over, clutching her stomach. I hear Harry start laughing beside me as Lou carries on. He stops talking and takes a sip of his beer, clearly proud of himself. When we start controlling ourselves, I take a sip of my drink, which is very strong. I wrinkle my nose, not enjoying the taste.

Harry chuckles beside me, seeing my expression. "Enjoying that?" he asks playfully.

I poke him in the ribs, making him flinch slightly. "Very much, thank you. Louis just isn't going easy on me like you did."

"Louis, if you don't mind me asking, how much did you put in that?" Harry says, smirking at Louis and pointing to my cup. I take another sip.

"Not that much. Like maybe this much," he said, pointing a spot on Eleanor's cup. He's basically made half the drink rum, half coke. I laugh and take another sip. This one goes down a little easier.

"Not that much! That's like half!" Harry says, laughing. "This one is the biggest lightweight I've ever seen," he says looking at me. I smile up at him innocently and take another sip. Harry just shakes his head and stands up, taking a beer from the fridge.

"Woah, there boozie. What do you think you're doing?" I ask as he pops the cap off.

"Calm down," he says, rolling his eyes and putting his free hand in his pocket. "I'm just having one. It won't make a difference."

I narrow my eyes at him before taking another sip and turning my attention to Brooke. We start teasing Eleanor as Louis and Harry start having a heated discussion about some sports team. I laughed softly at them, glad to see they were getting along. Josh was not going to like that..

As more people start coming in, the kitchen and living room start filling with people playing games, dancing, and talking. The music is loud as Brooke pulls me into the living room to play beer pong with her. I protest, telling her that I'm horrible and she doesn't want me as a partner. She ignored me and started dividing our drinks into cups, setting them up in a triangle. I look up to see who we are playing against and my eyes go wide when I see Josh standing on the other side of the table with Kyle beside him. He stares at me for a moment before smiling slightly and giving us both balls.

"You start," he says, winking at me. I look away, uncomfortable. I throw first, surprisingly landing in the cup closest to Brooke and I. Brooke squeals in delight and high-fives me, throwing her ball and hitting the lip of one of the cups. She whines and Josh chugs the cup I threw the ball into. "Not bad, Lana."

I roll my eyes. "Just throw it, Josh." He and Kyle both miss, so Brooke and I go. We both hit cups in a cup this time, and we get very excited, hugging. Kyle and Josh both drink, and while we watch them I feel someones hands around my waist. I turn my head to see Harry standing behind me.

"I didn't realize you were so good at this," he whispers in my ear and his breath tickles, causing me to giggle. He looked across and stiffened, releasing me. He looks at Josh and takes a step to the side, standing beside the table, still quite close to me. Josh throws his cup at the ground. We continue to play and Josh gets angrier by the minute. I can feel Harry's eyes going back and forth between Josh and I.

When we each have one cup left, it's our turn to throw. Brooke misses and Kyle quickly catches the ball. I stand in the middle of the table, aiming my shot. Harry comes up behind me, and kisses the back of my head. Josh's face goes red with anger and I take my shot. It goes in and Brooke and I squeal in delight. I throw my arms around Harry's neck, hugging him. He starts laughing, amused by how excited I am. I pull back and he keeps me close.

"Someone's a little excited," he says smirking.

"I've never won before," I say, feeling the drinks take their effect on my head. Harry leans in to kiss me, but before he does we hear a loud bang. I turn quickly to see the table overturned and Josh storming out of the room. I hit my palm against my forehead. Shit, I think. I did not mean to do that in front of him. Everyone is silent, staring at him leave, then turning to me.

"Alright, everyone stop staring," Harry says sternly, taking my hand and leading me into the kitchen, everyone parting to make a path for us. El and Louis are still in there, but El is on the counter with her legs wrapped around Lou's waste and his hands are sitting on her bare thighs. She looks up as we come in, but doesn't adjust the intimate position.

"What the hell just happened?" she half-yells, obviously tipsy.

"Josh had a little bit of a temper tantrum," I say, shrugging and jumping up on the counter beside her. She unwraps her legs from Louis, but he doesn't move.

"What happened?" He asks.

Harry comes and stands beside me, putting a hand on my leg. "I think he's having a hard time letting go," he says, glancing up at me.

I look at Louis, who rolls his eyes at me. "Seriously, Lan? Can't you just be a little less...friendly with each other when he's around? He told me what happened at school today. He's upset, so just go easy on him alright? Plus, you know how he gets when he drinks." I nod, agreeing with him. "And as for you," Louis says, turning to Harry, "try and keep your hands to yourself, yea? That will help Josh not beat the shit out of you. I know the girls interrupted you two earlier, but try and control yourself. You'll get some alone time soon enough." He winked at me and I hit him in the arm. El kissed the top of his head, laughing and I rolled my eyes. Or course she told him.

Harry laughed and stood between my legs, leaning his back into me. I put my arms around his neck, listening to him and Louis joke around. I laughed along, as did Eleanor. Suddenly Some girls stumble into the kitchen. Great, its the sluts from the catholic school. I look at El, who is clearly thinking the same thing. Harry and Louis don't seem to notice, absorbed in their conversation consisting of quoting lines from the movie Dumb and Dumber. I narrow my eyes as the girls make their way towards the four of us. To top it all off, it's none other than Clarissa Gail and her sidekick. Was it Dana? I can't remember. All I can remember is that Clarissa is the slut who made out with Josh at a party a couple months ago. I walked into a bedroom to find her straddling him, apparently not for the first time. I did not like this girl.

She stands in front of Harry, who finally notices her. I unwrap myself and push him forward, climbing off the counter and leaning beside him. He looks down at me, confused, but I just stare at Clarissa.

"Look who it is," she says menacingly. "Always nice to see you, Lana. Except that is isn't." I rolled my eyes and took a small step closer to Harry, who put his hand around my waist. Clarissa looks him up and down, eyes going wide. I suddenly felt very protective. I crossed my arms.

"Who invited you?" I ask, annoyed at her gawking at Harry.

"No one," she says, still staring at him. "I don't need an invitation. Who might you be?" She asks, taking a step towards Harry, only leaving about in inch between them. I stiffen, which Harry notices. He rubs his hand along my arm, trying to relax me. He looks back to Clarissa.

"No one you should be concerned with," he says, clearly not interested. Clarissa doesn't get the hint.

"I think I can decide that for myself," she says seductively, moving a little closer to him. How slutty can she get? Can she not see his arm around me? "What's your name, handsome?" she asks, batting her eyelashes and flipping her hair.

"Back off, Clarissa," I say quietly, standing up straight. I feel Harry do the same.

"Oh my," she says, chuckling. "Look who grew a backbone, Dana. Didn't have that when you walked in on me screwing your boyfriend, that's for sure."

My mouth hangs open, and I quickly close it. I can feel a lump rising in my throat. I have no idea what to say. They had sex? Was she screwing with me? Harry pushes her back, placing a finger on her shoulder. He steps slightly in front of me.

"I think it's time for you to go," he says, staring her down. She only smiles at him. I look to El and Louis for help. Louis quickly steps in front of me, standing beside Harry.

"Yea, this is my house, and I know I didn't invite you. Get out," he says, pointing to the front door. Clarissa rolls her eyes, winks at Harry and says "I'll get you eventually. I'm much more exciting thant that," she says, pointing to me and leads Dana out of the house.

I walk around the boys and run outside, knowing I can't hold it together much longer. I open the patio door and slam it shut behind me, running onto the lawn and going to the back of the yard. I lean against the fence, trying to collect myself as the tears stream down my face. I close my eyes, concentrating on breathing. They slept together? I knew Josh had kissed other girls, but did he actually screw them too? I sit down in the grass, putting my face in my hands. I hear the door open and close, knowing without looking that Harry is coming towards me.

I look up to see him kneeling in front of me. He doesn't say anything for a minute, just wipes a few tears from my cheek as they fall.

"He cheated on you?" he says after a few minutes. I close my eyes and nod slowly. I hear him breathe in and out slowly. He sits down next to me and puts his arm around my shoulder. I lean my head against his shoulder.

"I would never do that to you," he says. And for some reason, I believe him. We've only known each other a few days and I don't know a lot about him, and despite that everything inside me telling me not to trust another boy, I just know that he's telling the truth. He kisses the top of my head and lets me cry. After a few minutes he breaks the silence.

"You didn't know, did you? That they...went that far?"

I shake my head, no. Suddenly I feel Harry lifting me up, placing me on his lap. I lean my head against his chest, wishing I could stop crying. It seemed like I could never get away from my past with Josh, no matter how hard I tried to move on. Harry just held me, petting my hair and whispering soothing things to me. We sat in silence again, Harry just holding me. I heard the patio door and close, but didn't look up. I felt Harry's head snap up, and I felt him tense. I looked up at him to see his eyes had gone dark and his jawline tight. I followed his eyes, turning my head to see what he was looking at. Of course.

Josh had come outside and was making his way towards us, fists balled up as he walked. I started standing up and Harry stood with me, taking my hand and pulling me slightly behind him.

"I think it's best if you go back inside," Harry said calmly.

"Take it easy, curly. I just want to talk to Lana." I took a step closer to Harry, positioning myself behind him.

"I don't think she wants to talk to you, mate."

"I think I'd like to hear that from Lana, if you don't mind."

"You don't deserve to hear anything from her," Harry spat, voice threatening. He was kind of scary.

I squeezed his hand and he turned to look at me as I stood beside him. He scrunched his eyebrows, obviously concerned. I gave him a small smile before turning to Josh.

"I have nothing to say to you," I said quietly, trying not to cry.

"Please, Lana, just let me explain," he took a step closer to me but Harry took a step as well and put himself between Josh and I. "I think you should probably take a step back."

Harry just stared him down and his hand left my own, clenching both hands into fists. "Harry," I whisper, taking his arm and trying to pull him back. He looks back down at me, and I pull him to stand beside me. He takes my hand and positions himself slightly in front of me. Josh rolls his eyes and turns back to me.

"Listen, whatever Clarissa said to you-"

"No," I snap, cutting him off, "You listen. I'm so fucking sick of this, Josh. I just want to move on, but every time I try something new comes to light about our relationship. I knew you were an asshole, but I didn't think you actually had sex with that slut."

"Lana, why would I-"

"Cheat on me?" I ask, cutting him off again. "You tell me, Josh. You tell me you love me all the time, but you act in ways that show the exact opposite. It's like you're trying to hurt me! I'm so done. I will be civil to you at school, but I won't be nice. I won't be talking to you alone anymore and I don't want you throwing any of your little temper tantrums when you see Harry and I together. You and I?" I say, pointing back and forth between us, "We are done. We are so fucking done. And I'm moving on. There's nothing you can do about it. Have a nice life, Josh. Good- bye." I say, and before he can respond I storm past him, pulling Harry behind me. As we make our way into the houseI go to the kitchen, grab a bottle out of Louis hand and chug some of it back. It burns my throat, making me cough as I put it down.

"Woah," Harry chuckles, "Might want to sl-"

I cut him off by pulling his face to mine and kissing him passionately. I can feel his shock, but he quickly kisses me back, smiling and pulling me close to him. I pull back after about ten seconds, and look at him, to see him smirking and breathing heavy. I look back to the door to see Josh standing there, staring at us, mouth hanging open. He looks like someone had punched him in the stomach. I smile devilishly at him and pull Harry out of the kitchen and up the stairs.

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